Do you want to dance or do you want to dance?

After hectic week but full of laughters and increasing wrinkles around my eyes I couldn’t sleep very long. It’s typical after a "over stimulating" week.

I travelled all week, had two days at the consultant’s office. Thursday night at Liseberg gave me hope of a new carrier as Terminator. I shoot dinosaurs, robots and aircraft carriers like a pro. I never thought killing and burning would be so satisfying. I really enjoyed to se those wrecks hit by my torpedo, starting to burn and then...sink for ever deep in the ocean. It was so refreshing and so satisfying. And I truly enjoyed the bar and chatting with other customers and Know-It's staff. There is too little of this in current work.

Then Saturday and time to catch up with my home and myself. I had a long breakfast, an hour writing, cleaning, washing, a few more hours of working with a friends web and then - after a Thai dinner - I slipped down in my favourite armchair and watched not only one but two movies. Luxury!

The last movie was "The Thomas Crown Affair" with Pierce Brosnan and Rene Russo. I´ve seen it before so I knew what it would be like and it´s is not the story that counts. It is the atmosphere...the stage design...the steaming hot dance scene when Pierce says: "Do you want to dance or do you want to dance?" and the orchestra starts up playing a hot salsa.

And then the sex scene in that beautiful house. The stairs...the black and white checked floor...the sculptures...the paintings and the vodka bottle. Hmmm - and that song. Who wouldn’t like to be in her clothes...or his...



Song: Wasis Diop - Everything is never quite enough

After this movie I asked to myself - "Do you want to dance or do you want to dance?"

I want to dance of course with all what that means even though I find it hard some times. Life isn´t always easy.

Meanwhile I dance salsa, bachata and cha cha cha. I want to spend some more time with my friends and much more quality time with my family. I want to meet new ones. And I want to live in "real life" and not any virtual world. Net friends are real friends too - but you can never count on them like the ones you can hug, kiss, kick or just pick up the phone and call to after years of silence.

The best way of "start to dance" again is to act.
To fill my senses - with impressions - old an new ones.
This week was a great startup